Stir a spoonful and a bowl of dough and hold it tightly. Some people are reluctant to part, so they need to eat them piece by piece with chopsticks, and they can only eat them when they are broken into pieces.
The fish that got through the net had to be drained with a perforated strainer, and then slipped into a bowl and whispered. Even in a small space, jumping up and down with chopsticks is restless. Struggling desperately in soup with almost no water, I still can't escape the fate of being sent to my mouth.
Finally, the two brothers met in the belly, and they became the same as when they were in the pot, before they recognized each other in the same boat. Embrace each other and appreciate each other.
Speaking of this kind of Chang 'an cuisine, there are Shaanxi restaurants in xi 'an street and small noodle restaurants on the street. The more authentic one is Chang 'an Jiawa, and several in Guodu Town are also very good.
Outsiders disdain this bowl of paste. What's delicious? ! As we all know, this meal needs two people to cooperate.
Big things hit people when they are down, and the couple are in conflict. The man speaks well, but the woman still doesn't invade oil and salt. At this time, the man suggested that it is better to eat jiaozi at noon. Without saying anything, the woman turned into the house to dig noodles, and the man quickly added water to the pot. Both of them agreed tacitly. Generally speaking, women sprinkle noodles and stir balls, and men collect firewood and make a fire, so this day is a perfect match. What a mess.
God, isn't that right?
This is not what I said, but what Mr. Chen Zhongshi wrote.
Life is a paste. How to make this paste into a delicious dish is not difficult for those who are difficult to learn. In fact, it's really not a question of whether you want it or not. It depends on whether you are willing to smash this pot.
In rural areas, mixing dough requires a deep pot firewood stove. That kind of tenacity, only the northwest women exhausted all their strength, held the spoon handle with both hands, stood on tiptoe, and struggled to stir the batter in a pot of hot air. The man is in the kitchen, asking from time to time, is the fire okay? Do you need more firewood?
In mutual echo, the gas in the pot is round, but the gas in the stomach is gone. Everything is because of the fusion of spoilers, and you love me.
A woman holds a bowl of flour in one hand and a big spoon with a long handle in the other. Her left hand evenly sprinkled flour into the boiling water pot, and her right hand kept stirring the spoon handle to prevent pimples. Sprinkling flour is the essence of a pot of stirred dough.
When it boils and bubbles, stir it vigorously and make pimples on the side of the pot with a spoon until it is even and smooth. At this time, the woman's strength has been used almost. The man was distressed that his daughter-in-law sat down to rest and watch the fire. He picked up the spoon and stirred all the grievances in the pot these days.
Men and women are matched, and work is not tiring. How can such a day not be as inseparable as a mess? And then what? !
The woman added a fire, stood up and took the spoon handle to see if it was thick, and the dough was stirred smoothly. . Add hot water and mix well for the last time. When mixing for a while, scoop a spoonful into the air. On the ground, you will see a smooth snake line in the fog. In the eyes of onlookers, "snake queue" seems to be a display of labor results, but in fact, this is just a woman trying to see the "soft and hard" of provoking groups. As long as the hardness is right, will this stir up the dough and make it brighter and brighter? .
It's better to stir up the group, 360 to stir up, stir up the group? (Ran, tendon meat), round ass. This is the action and essentials when beating. In addition to mastering the heat, the action should also be done properly in order to eat the favorite snack.
To stir the dough, you need to go all out and stir it clockwise in one breath. Let the batter hang on the spoon and stir. Slowly, it becomes sexual and sticky and can't be stirred any more. Take a deep breath and scrape the spoon clean. Cover the lid, add a fire and heat it with a round fire. At this time, it was like winning a battle. I collapsed in the kitchen chair and gasped, so it was also called disturbing the crowd.
Although it rotates 360 degrees clockwise, you can't miss it. In fact, that's not all. It's just luck It's pure kung fu. Therefore, there used to be a saying that whoever marries a virtuous wife depends on whether she not only engages in group performances, but also makes a fool of herself.
The pulp is fragrant, stir the ball, the vinegar is fresh, stir the ball? . There is a single cooking method, but there are various ways to eat it, which are generally classified into three types:
One is the water siege:
The most common way to eat. Put a ball into a bowl while it is hot, add a little slurry soup and stir the ball in the middle of the slurry. Or first put half a bowl of "water" in a big porcelain bowl, and then scoop up a spoonful and stir it into a ball. Copy some bright red oil, mix leek and tofu whistle, Chili is booming, leek is green, tofu is white, it is golden, milk is white, it is full of color, fragrance and taste, and silent narration is more than audio narration.
If you can eat, put some oil and spicy seeds into a chopstick, mix it with the soup evenly, then pick up a piece from the side of the bowl and throw it into your mouth to swallow. Put the dough in your mouth and swallow it directly. Don't chew it, or your mouth will smell like sticky and sweet pulp. Divide it into small pieces and swallow it directly to show the essence of the fusion of vegetables and juice.
Foreigners who can't eat, like locals, knead into small pieces, but stir a bowl and drink with a spoon. What is this? Isn't it worth the effort that cats eat Nazis? ! The local people smiled, lowered their heads and continued to swallow a throat.
In the warm winter sun, the couple sat on the left and right doorsteps with bowls in their hands. What else is there? i forgot ...
The second is to stir the jelly:
Stir the dough out of the pan, spread it on the chopping board, cool and shape it, cut it into thin strips with a knife and put it in a plate like jelly. There are various flavors, such as tomato juice, garlic dip juice and pulp juice, but pepper, vinegar and garlic are indispensable. Sour and smooth, bright colors, restaurants generally do this. This way of eating is both a meal and a dish.
If you encounter cold weather, you can stew it and fry it. Pepper, onion, ginger and garlic saute until fragrant, dropping a little thick. Add water, salt and soy sauce to boil, and pour in jelly. Two parsley and a garlic sprout are chopped and scattered in it, which is no less than a siege.
The third is the fish that slipped through the net:
The preparation method is as follows: boil water, sprinkle corn flour (as fine as starch) in the pot, stir well and beat it into a stirring ball, then pour cold boiled water into the pot, let the stirring ball leak out of the colander and fall into the cold boiled water, which looks like a small fish, hence the name "colander fish".
To stir the dough, you must make it water. To choke the slurry, you should first pour oil and heat it, add spicy strips, onions and sauerkraut and stir fry, then pour the slurry and add seasoning and salt to boil.
Catch a bowl of fish with dry water control and pour it with juice, which is a perfect bowl of fish that escapes the net. I only heard the sound of swallowing in my throat, and the loss of my eyes was beyond description.
It is enough to catch half a bowl of fish with a grate to control the water. This is not to say that people are stingy and thin-skinned, so we should leave room for seasoning seeds and water. Pour in the juice made of sauerkraut and syrup, stir-fry leeks and tofu together, and stir-fry tomatoes and ashes together (you can mix vegetables at any time according to the season). Add a spoonful of oil to mash garlic, and the bowl will soon overflow. I can't wait to squeeze a bowl along the edge. This is a bowl of fish that has slipped through the net.
The ancestors of Bailian were all from Chang 'an. In Chang 'an dialect, the fish escaping from the net is also called "leech bone pox", which is called "bone pox" for short because of its similar shape to tadpoles.
I hated this meal when I was a child, and then I grew up. My stomach is like a hungry bug, and I am hungry quickly. Plus, I'm full after eating a bowl and drinking a bowl. Time to go to school for dinner is limited. At that time, the transportation to school was basically on foot. When I got to school, I looked for the toilet at the first time, and my stomach growled after the first class.
No wonder it's called coaxing uphill, but I went to the toilet before going uphill. ...
I remember that winter, my father rode his bike to and from work. The weather is cold and short, and he comes back twice a week. My sister-in-law is in the clothing business in Woods town and comes back once a week. There are my mother, my sister, my one-year-old nephew and my grandfather lying in bed.
Mom said that the family is full of women and they don't work in winter. Let's eat jiaozi! Eat at least three or four times a week and go home for dinner at noon. I cry at the sight of messy things. However, people cannot resist their stomachs. Food is the most important thing for people. They still stir the ball with chopsticks and eat tears. The past is unbearable, just consider it a joke.
Don't mess with this group for at least fifteen years. I'm afraid of it ...
After marriage, the taste has changed. My mother-in-law often cooks it and occasionally eats a few mouthfuls. It feels quite fragrant. Slowly to the mother's age, more and more love. I go back to my hometown to see my mother-in-law on weekends. Every time I ask what to eat, I spoil the group. Now this is a tacit understanding.
Mother-in-law said, "These are all simple things in the past. Do you still like them? ! "
I said to myself, "Mom, you are right. It is sweet to recall the painful experience!" " "
Back in the city, the girl asked, What did Grandma cook for you?
"Stir up the group!"
My daughter turned away contemptuously. What's delicious? It's mushy. He added, "Look how good my milk is to you. I will disturb the group when I go back. "
I have nothing to say, it's really good, but I can't eat any more meals cooked by my mother. I repeat to the girl in my mouth:
Okay ... okay ... okay. ...